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We Meet Again - Eggsy Unwin X Female Reader

Title: We Meet Again

Eggsy Unwin X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's boss

WC: 3,004

Warnings: Kingsman canon violence, guns, Reader is also a spy, spy stuff, suggestive (not a lot, but references a few suggestive things, none play out), teasing, banter, flirting, cursing, nicknames, slight angst, and fluff

"Target's turning the corner," You muttered, pushing your shades up, the sun blinding, as you briskly walked down the sidewalk, easily maneuvering past pedestrians as you followed the man a couple of hundred feet in front of you. You stuffed your hands into your overcoat pockets, eyes trained on the man whom you had been following for the past couple of days.

"Don't lose sight of him, Agent." The voice in your ear spoke just as the man you were following turned down another corner. "We need to know where he's going."

"I'm on it, calm yourself, would you?" You grumbled, your hand brushing against the rough brick wall of a building as you turned the corner, pausing as your eyebrows furrowed. "He's... He's entering a bookstore?" You relay, confused.

There was silence on the other line as you began walking towards the small, hole-in-the-wall bookstore, "Proceed with caution." Your boss then spoke.

Rolling your eyes, you let out a sigh as you pressed your hand against the swinging door, pushing it open as a bell rang from above you, signaling the workers or owner of your arrival. You lightly surveyed the room, taking in the small bookstore.

You took note of the two workers behind the counter, lightly chatting with one another - eating their lunch, and the old woman sitting at a small table with a coffee in her hand, book in the other. It was actually a really nice-looking bookstore, and if this was any other day - when you weren't working - you probably would've enjoyed reading a book or two; you could easily imagine yourself sitting at one of the tables, reading a mystery novel. But today was different. Today, you wanted to reach your target, find out what you needed, and leave without getting caught.

The bookshelves in the little shop lined up in rows, giving way to the back wall where there were a few more tables and chairs, all covered by a white cloth. A large sign hung on the far wall, proclaiming 'Bookstore' in big, neon, red letters, and 'A Place Where Dreams Come True!' was written on a poster below in swirly orange letters, to the right side of it.

Slowly, you walked to an aisle beside your target, watching him from your peripheral vision as you tried to blend in and pretend that you were just any other regular, day-to-day, human being looking for a book. As you walked down the aisle, you let your fingers brush from spine to spine; you spotted several novels about time travel, some sci-fi, fantasy, and even an entire section dedicated to cowboy romance novels.

You then turned to look at the long bookshelf behind you, while allowing your gaze to peer through the tops of the books. You surveyed what you could of him, tilting your head slightly as you watched his hand reach out and grab a book from his side of the shelf, opening it, and placing it back a moment later. He was looking for something... But, the question was... What was he looking for?

Turning around again, you faced the previous shelf, grabbing a handful of random books before piling them in your arms. Then, you made your move, walking down your row of bookshelves and turning into his. Looking down at your books, you tried to pretend that you weren't paying any attention before bumping right into the target. You and the target staggered back slightly, your books falling from your arms - and the few in his - as you gasped.

"Oh, my goodness, I'm so sorry for bumping into you like that," You dropped to your knees, beginning to grab some of the books that you had 'accidentally' dropped. "I am such a klutz."

The man bent down on one knee, shaking his head as he began to pick up some of the books with you, "It's no problem. You like thrillers?"

“Hmm?” You paused at his question, looking up slightly to see the book in his hand that you had randomly grabbed, "Oh, yeah... I find them... Thrilling." You answered, feigning nervousness and embarrassment as you finished collecting the books in a neat stack in front of your knees.

The man was silent, as you felt his eyes on you, staring. You took a chance, glancing up at him above the rims of your sunglasses, your gaze finding his. His head was tilted to the side slightly, like some confused puppy, as his lips turned downward in a frown. It took only a split second for him to realize who you were, both continuing to stare at each other as your lips twitched; threatening to turn into a mischievous grin. With a flicker in his eyes, a knowing look soon found its way upon his face.

But before you could even say a word, he swiftly pulled out his handgun, silencer at the ready, from his satchel. You let your smirk falter as he raised the gun to point directly at your chest, “You finally remembered to bring a silencer. Good for you…" You trailed off softly, quietly so as to not draw attention to the both of you, but deadly enough as you gave the gun one glance before slowly sitting up, raising your hands in the air beside your head. Why did he have to be so good at his job?

"Y/N... Long time, no see." He tried to play off, a grin creeping across his face. It had been a long time, seven months long. You hadn’t seen him since Rio. “You seemed to have forgotten how to properly tail someone. Miss me or something?"

"I'm not here for a reunion, Unwin." You responded, "Now, I'm going to stand up, slowly." You carefully demanded, your eyes never leaving his as you both slowly stood.

"Now," He began, as he took a few steps closer; a foot or so distance between the both of you. "Hand me the file, love."

"File? What file?" You asked, feigning innocence as you widened your eyes and tilted your head to the side. Blinking owlishly, “I don't have a file.”

His furrowed brows lifted slightly as he gave you a lopsided smile, letting out a small awkward laugh - between a laugh and a scoff; you could tell that he was clearly in discomfort, trying to lift the tension with his words. "This is quite the predicament you put me in here." There was no point in lying anymore. He knew you had it… Somehow.

"And I assure you, it'll be much worse if you don't put down that gun." You threatened, hating how much your arms were beginning to ache, "I'm not giving you the file, Eggsy."

"Oh, how I love it when you say my name, love." He sighed out, his tone almost taunting as you narrowed your eyes.

Clicking your tongue to the roof of your mouth, lowering one of your hands, pressing the small button on your earpiece, silencing it; allowing you to speak freely without your boss hearing. "Why do you have to be so frustrating?" You exclaimed, glaring daggers at the man before you.

Eggsy only shrugged, "I'm just trying to do my job." He answered before you caught him by surprise when you grabbed his wrist. In a matter of seconds, you moved your forearm over his, forcing him to bend at his waist as the arm that held the gun pressed horizontally against your stomach. With a sharp tug of your free hand, you pulled the gun from him, watching as he stumbled back. Blinking slightly, he frowned - obviously upset with himself at the fact that you so easily took his gun, "... Which you are delaying." He added, voice sounding a bit strained as he glanced from you, to the gun, and back. "I see you still got the moves." He mimicked your previous stance, raising his hands in the air.

"I'm just trying to do my job too," You lowered the gun slightly, resting it against his gut, "And taking your gun was almost too easy, Eggsy." You countered, trying to ignore how close you were to him; your eyes subconsciously drifting down his body, your heart beginning to hammer against your ribcage as you again met his gaze, "I just want to know what you know." You lowered your voice, your expression softening ever so slightly.

"What I know?" Eggsy huffed out a laugh, "I don't know any more than you do." He paused, letting his eyes flicker over your face for a moment - seemingly thinking - before continuing, "We could always come together and exchange notes-"

You narrowed your eyes, feeling your face flush slightly, "I am not going to let this turn into the last time we met."

Last time? Last time in Rio. That night that was filled with dancing, drinking, and getting intel. You were on a mission, a mission that crossed over with Eggsy’s. There had always been that palpable tension that had kept you drawn to each other. Something you'd never experienced before. It had been months since the two of you had run into each other - not even your missions could keep you both apart for long it seemed - ‘It was fate,’ Eggsy said one time - and you had your high doubts, but you were beginning to believe it. It was kind of strange just how many times you bumped into him, the sight of him still got to you every single time though.

There were so many times that you and Eggsy would meet on these missions and things would inevitably end up with the two of you in compromising positions together. You hated how wrapped around his finger you were, you hated how much he affected you. So, you pushed him away, trying desperately to stay distant. But, it was hard, hard to forget about him, hard to pretend that what you were feeling wasn't real, hard to forget his face, his voice, his scent, and his touch. Even now, you had to force yourself to stop from just smiling. You had to admit, despite yourself, you were almost glad to see him again. But, that night could never repeat itself. Not now, not when you were trying to get your job done.

You shook your head, "Stop playing around." You admonished, not wanting to admit anything to him. You hated the fact that you couldn't even act naturally around him. You hated the fact that you could barely breathe around him. You hated the fact that, whenever he was near, you found yourself flustered and nervous. And you especially hated the way your heart raced whenever you were near him... Eggsy was making things difficult, as always.

"Well, if you must know..." Eggsy began, "I think you liked it just as much as I did, love." He continued, his voice low and husky as you tried your best to remain calm, but your heart was racing. You didn't want this conversation to end up anywhere near the bedroom... Or the shower... Or anywhere else where things were more intimate with him.

You ignored his comment, your eyes snapped away from his, and glanced down at the satchel that he was wearing, "I can't let you jeopardize this mission for me, Eggsy."

Eggsy said nothing, still grinning as he quickly grabbed a hold of your gun, forcing your arm up, and spinning you around; your back hitting his chest and expelling a small ‘umph’ from you. Locking you against his body with his other arm and yours, he used his free hand to expel the magazine before pulling back the slide barrel; you watched in anguish as the bullet flew through the air almost in slow-motion and onto the ground with the magazine.

Sighing deeply, you finally acknowledged the way his hot breath tickled your neck, how the muscles in his arms flexed as he held you tight against him. "You never make things easy, do you?" You huffed, "I should have known better than to expect anything different."

Eggsy chuckled, nudging his nose to the hair on the side of your head before muttering, "Well, I guess that's one thing we've both got in common." Goosebumps began to rise from your arms at the feeling of his warm breath against your skin, causing a familiar heat to build between the two of you.

"I really don't have time for this." You tried to push out of his arms, but his grip tightened around you, keeping you pinned to his chest.

"You were the one that has been following me." He pointed out, a smug grin on his lips as you felt your heart begin to pound in your ears. The warmth from his body bled into your clothes, sinking into your skin the longer you stayed pressed up against him. You were struggling to focus. "You wouldn't want to tell me why, would you?"

Oh, how you hated him sometimes, how cocky he got. Though you also knew that he was just confident in his capabilities, it still irritated the hell out of you. You could already imagine the expression on his face. You could already picture the smug smile plastered on his handsome features as he held you so close to him. You could already see his eyes glimmering as they gazed down at you. He was loving this…

It was hard to concentrate, trying to think of a way out of this predicament as you felt as if your entire being was being engulfed in the smell of pine, and musk that was so incredibly intoxicatingly him... And... And...

And then, after all those thoughts ran through your mind, you snapped yourself out of it and back into action. Lifting your shoe, you slammed your heel down onto his foot, hard. You heard his breath catch in his throat as he groaned, and as his arms loosened around you, you quickly used your momentum to spin around. Raising your free hand, you grabbed the back of his neck, pushing his head towards yours; discomfort all over his face from the sudden pain to his foot.

You tilted your head slightly as you stared into those ocean-blue eyes of his, watching as his scrunched up face slowly softened as his eyes met yours. You then became acutely aware of how his tongue slid out between his lips to wet them, and how his eyelashes fluttered as he blinked several times - knowing full well what you were doing to him.

"I'm not telling you shit, Eggsy." You spoke, your voice barely above a murmur as the corner of his lips twitched up slightly.

He leaned into you a little bit more, moving his hands to rest on your hips. "It's alright, love." He answered, his voice low, matching yours, "I already got what I needed."

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as Eggsy pulled away, giving you one last grin before speeding his way out of the aisle and out of the bookstore. Mind racing, you patted down your jacket, eyes widening as you opened your jacket; only to find the file that was securely placed in the large inside pocket was gone.

Turning towards the window facing the outside of the shop, your eyes flickered from person to person before you spotted Eggsy. A mixture of disappointment, inner pain, and anger crossed your face as you watched him hurry across the street and start climbing into the passenger seat of a black car parked on the curb.

"... Oh, gosh." You muttered, shaking your head as you clicked your tongue to the roof of your mouth, "This is a damn mess..." You sighed, gritting your teeth as you clenched your fists tightly in frustration as you reached up and turned your earpiece back on; the fear of disappointing your boss rising once more. "I got some bad news, boss." You relayed, "He stole the file."

It was silent on the other line for a moment, and you felt a sense of dread creep down your spine. "He got the file?" Your boss's voice was calm, unnervingly so. "How the hell did he get it from you?" His tone suddenly became more annoyed, "I told you to watch him and just find out what he knows."

"I understand that, sir," You huffed, "I thought I could just talk it out of him... I wasn't expecting the gun-"

"Agent Montgomery." Your boss cut you off, "How long have you been an agent?"

You sighed, rubbing your cheek before getting down on your knees and collecting the gun, magazine, and stray bullet, pocketing them. "Six years, sir."

"Then you already know that you should always assume another spy has a gun or any other weapon, no matter where you go or what you do." You nodded, even though he couldn't see; his voice was stern as he continued, "Even if you think your target won't be armed, you should always assume they will be. I shouldn’t have to say this. If this happens again, you’re back on desk duty."

Running a hand through your hair, you pinched the bridge of your nose, "I'll get the file back, sir." You assured him before grabbing the books on the floor and taking them into your arms once more, "He can't get any further without the key." You finished, placing the books back on the shelf that you had gotten them from.

"Good." Your boss responded. You took a deep breath and wiped your still-warm cheeks with your palms, sighing as you straightened out your attire.

"He left in a black car, the license plate is '2FD224.'" You added while proceeding to leave the small bookstore that you made a mental note to come back and visit in the future.

Slipping your shades securely upon the bridge of your nose, your boss spoke up, "Do you know where he's heading next, Agent?"

You pursed your lips, stuffing your hands in your jacket pockets, as you venture out into the bright sun. "Italy."

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asterias-record-shop · 10 months

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Hyiaa!! If these prompts are still free can I please request

BINGO: Bimbo , Eggsy Unwin with the prompt

"I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me." ?

Thank you for your time!

—𓆩[your majesty]𓆪—

𓆩[main masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[request/ask me something!]𓆪 𓆩[updated bingo card!]𓆪 𓆩[bingo masterlist]𓆪 𓆩[join the bingo taglist!]𓆪

𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Eggsy Unwin x Fem! Princess! Bimbo! Kingsman Agent! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, smut, maybe slight angst

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.6K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - Eggsy truly didn’t know how you were recruited into Kingsmen, but he wasn’t complaining. You helped him out a lot during training, but for fucks sake, were you blind to how Charlie and his friends looked at you? When you go missing, though, Eggsy has to save you. He couldn’t live with himself if he didn’t.

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - foul language and cursing || reader is portrayed as very naive and kind of an airhead || reader is portrayed as wearing tight and revealing clothes and likes makeup || sex positive reader || again, kinda ditsy || you’re an undercover spy princess now || you get kidnapped || edited timeline || lovesick eggsy || smut || fingering || masterbating || different positions || multiple rounds || size kink || cum kink || marking kink || rough sex turned soft sex ||

“Your mission,” Merlin spoke as you handed Eggsy, Roxy, and Charlie. “Is to win over the asset shown in the folder. And when I say win over, I do mean biblically.”

Eggsy smiles, opening and showing off the picture. “Easy. Posh girls love a little rough.”

Charlie scoffed, showing the exact same image. “We’ll see about that.”

Roxy giggled. “We certainly shall.”

“Yep! Mhm, sex! You need to fuck her,” you filled in, Charlie scoffing a slight laugh as Merlin smiled slightly and nodded. “Nicely! She’s an heiress.”

“Yes, Y/N, I’m sure they are aware she is an heiress,” Merlin spoke, a sheepish smile developing on your lips. “Anyways, you will be going to the club-”

“Oh, I love clubbing!” You say, Merlin looking over at you with a slight raise of his brows. “O-Oh I’m sorry… I’ll be quiet now.”

Eggsy smiled slightly as he stared at you, but his stomach twisted slightly at the thought of sleeping with someone else. Eggsy was faithful, he always was no matter what, and to be honest, he wasn’t very excited about sleeping with someone else when he wanted to be sleeping with you – both sexually and when he woke up.

“Anyways, you leave at 2200. Please be ready by then. Y/N, come with me.” Merlin smiled at you as you nod, smiling back.

“Yes, Merlin.”

As you both walked out, Eggsy quickly ran after you before Roxy could say anything. “Y/N! Y/N, wait up!”

“Oh, uhm,” you looked back at Merlin who nodded slightly, walking away as you turned. “What’s up, Eggsy?”

“I-I uhm… just wanted to talk to you real quick,” he whispered, looking back at the other two with a slight sigh. “If uhm… If I don’t go past this session-”

“You will,” you say, giggling. “I’m sure a rough boy like you can handle your liquor. And you’re very loyal too!”

Eggsy paused, tilting his head. “Loyal?”

You froze, humming. “Forget I said that. Anyways. Like you were saying?”

Eggsy cleared his throat, swallowing. “If uhm… I wanted to say that when I sleep with this girl,” he ignored your giggle. “It doesn’t mean anything.”

“I’m aware,” you say with a shrug. “I had to sleep with a pair of guys, but not for the initiation part. The initiation part was actually easier than sleeping with those guys, how are you gonna be a crime lord with a small dick…”

He smiled as you continued to ramble off, his eyes slowly trailing over your pretty face all the way down to your tight clothes and perfect body, round and soft in every perfect place, and the thought of having your thighs around his head truly was a dream.

“Oh, I am so sorry… you had a question, what was it?” You tilted your head, smiling at him.

“I-I uhm… I just wanted to ask if after this session… if you would want to go out with me? On like… a real date?” He whispers, tilting his head slightly as you gaped at him.

“R-Really? You want… you want to take me out on a date?” You whisper, eyes narrowing. “Why? I have nothing to do with the choosing process.”

“I’m not trying to get points for the choosing process,” Eggsy clarified immediately, taking a step closer toward you. “I just… I want to take you out to see if we could… go out together as a couple.”

You paused, swallowing. “Oh…” you looked back at Merlin who was tapping on his tablet, then turned around with a nod. “I would like that. I would like that very much.”

“You would? Good. Good, perfect,” he smiled widely as you inhaled, smiling. “Go. I’m sure Merlin needs something important.”

You smiled, nodding as you leaned forward and pressed a firm kiss to his cheek. “I can’t wait.”

Eggsy smiled widely as you walked off, turning around to see Charlie and Roxy staring at him. “Did you just ask Y/N out on a date?” She spoke, tilting her head. “Really?”

You didn’t have a code name because there was no point. You were already known to the world, Princess Y/N who was the face of her kingdom, perfect in every way, though slightly naive – it didn’t make one bit of a difference to Eggsy. He truly, truly wanted to see how far he would get with you, and just maybe he would get you to the altar.

Right when they were about to leave, Eggsy noticed you in the corner, staring at yourself in the mirror as you flattened out the sides of your dress. For fucks sake, you looked absolutely stunning. Perfect in every way, the dark blue dress pooling at the floor as you slowly turned in the mirror.

He wasn’t used to seeing you in such a dark color, but you looked just as beautiful in it as you did any other color.

He couldn’t speak for a minute, but when it finally came to mind, all he could say was, “Wow.”

You looked over immediately, smiling as you walked toward him, heels clicking. “Going undercover,” you whisper, then shrug. “Kind of.”

“Well, I wish you luck,” Eggsy whispered back, trying to keep his eyes on yours and not trail over your body like a pervert. “You look… so beautiful.”

“Thank you, Eggsy, really,” you smiled back at him as he looked down at his clothes, completely underdressed compared to you. “You look great too.”

“You don’t have to lie, love,” he laughed slightly, embarrassed. How could he think a pretty girl like you would want to be with him? “W-Well… good luck on your mission. I’ll see you later, yeah?”

“I could come to the barracks tonight,” you suggest, shrugging. “It’ll just be you and someone else anyways. I’ll bring you to my room.”

Eggsy smiled. “That sounds perfect, Y/N. Good luck, I’ll see you later.”

“See you, Eggsy.” You smiled as he leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before slowly turning around and walking off.

After he finished his initiation sequence, he waited in the barracks, reading a book as he slowly stroked JBs back, waiting for you to come in and take him back to your apartment for the night.

“Eggsy? Are you waiting for Y/N?” Roxy spoke, Eggsy looking up with a slight sigh.

“I was, yeah,” he whispered, shaking his head. Tomorrow was his day with Harry, and he couldn’t have thoughts of you interrupting it. “But I’m going to go to sleep now.”

“Oh, okay. Goodnight, Eggsy.”

“Goodnight, Rox.”

When morning came and Eggsy walked toward Harry who was speaking with Merlin, he inhaled as he heard your name on the TV. “Princess Y/N has been missing for three days now, gone and we haven’t been able to locate her since.”

“Y-Y/N’s missing?” His voice came out broken and hoarse, Harry turning around with a slight sigh.

“She didn’t come back from her mission last night,” Merlin says, shaking his head. “Y/N is a strong girl, she can handle herself. Now, go enjoy your day and we’ll keep looking for her.”

Oh, and then everything stacked up. With you missing, Harry being fucking murdered, figuring out that Arthur was with Valentine the entire time, he was so fucking tired. Now, about to die from Valentines dumbass soldiers, he couldn’t stop thinking about you — until the microchips came to mind.

After telling Merlin about the microchips, he could’ve sworn he heard your voice.

“Eggsy! Eggsy, is that you?!”

He quickly turned around, at this time ignoring the announcement that Valentine said and storing it for later, gasping when he saw you. “Y/N! You’re here!”

“Yes I’m here!” You giggled, sighing. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t come back and-”

“Don’t worry about that now, darling, what matters is that you’re safe,” he smiled as you leaned forward, pushing yourself closer to the opening, Eggsy doing the same before he heard Merlin’s voice.

“Hate to interrupt this lovely moment, but the fate of the world is about to be decided, Eggsy!”

Eggsy sighed as he pulled away, shaking his head. “As much as I’ve always wanted to kiss a princess, my darling, but I have to go save the world.”

You smiled, giggling. “You save the world, you can get me pregnant.”

Eggsy paused, blinking before nodding slightly. “I’ll be right back.”

You laughed, biting your lip slightly as he ran off. “Good luck!”

And as soon as he said his wicked last line to Valentine, he was already running to your cell and tried to open the door. He heard your laugh when it didn't open, clearing his throat. “Merlin, what’s the code?”

Merlin laughed and told him, Eggsy smirking as he slipped off his glasses and slowly walked in, holding back a loud groan when he saw your legs spread and your fingers working your cunt as you groaned loudly. “Fucking finally Eggsy, what took you so long?”

He laughed as he set down the champagne and the champagne flutes on the table, slipping off his tie before you pull your fingers out of your cunt and quickly moved to your feet, stumbling slightly before falling into his chest. “Are you alright, darling?” He laughed slightly as you giggled.

“Yes, I’m fine. Just… need you. So bad. Gotta hold up my end of the deal,” you tilted your head, winking up at him with another giggle. “You gotta put a baby in me, Unwin.”

He groaned loudly as he easily lifted you up, moving you back to the bed and dropping you gently onto the bed. He watched as you quickly parted your legs, sighing as Eggsy kicked off his shoes – carefully of course – taking off his suit before you leaned forward and held his tie. “Keep this on.”

“Whatever you say, princess,” he whispers, slipping his button down off from under his tie that you immediately took hold of and pulled him down. He leaned down, kissing you and savoring your lips on his as you moved your legs to wrap your legs around his waist. “For fucks sake, never thought I’d be kissing an actual princess.”

You giggled as he pushed down his slacks, pulling him down for another kiss and rutting your hips into his. “Oh please, please… just forget about the fact that I’m a princess and just fuck me. Not like a prince, I need that roughness.”

“Whatever you say, darling,” he whispers back, smiling as he watches you slowly lay back. “Are you sure you want it rough? Darling, I-”

“I’m a princess, Eggsy, just not one made out of glass,” you whisper back, smiling. “Fuck me, Eggsy, hard.”

Oh, you truly didn’t have to tell him twice.

He was quick to snap his hips into you, groaning loudly as your head tilted back, leaning down to tuck his face under your chin. His hips moved rough and quick, fucking into you like he was infatuated. In a way, he was, his mind blurring in pleasure as moans unconsciously fell from his lips, your cunt tight and perfect around him.

His cock was perfect inside of you, just the right length but heavy on the girth, thick and filling you up just right and absolutely fucking perfect. You gasped as you tilted your head back, savoring the feeling of him inside of you. Even with his strong and rough thrusts, he was still holding himself back, and you could feel it every time he held back from slamming his pelvis into yours.

It makes you take matters into your own hands, easily pushing him over and straddling his hips. “I said that I want rough Eggsy,” you whisper, placing your hands on his perfectly toned chest, roughly rolling your hips as you threw back your head. Oh, it was finally perfect. You could feel him in all of the places you desperately wanted him to be, letting out a loud groan as you rut your hips roughly into his. “I don’t want you to hold back, please, Eggsy.”

He groaned, his head tilting back just like yours, his hands automatically finding your hips to help guide you into his hips. Sadly, they were trying to get you to go slower. “Fuck, darling, don’t do this to me. I don’t want to hurt you, please baby-”

“I want it to be rough,” you responded, gasping as his hips roughly snap into yours. It was perfect, just like you wanted to, but it was a singular movement. “No! Eggsy please, please don’t stop!”

“Fuck, please… please, you need to tell me if I hurt you. Promise?” His voice was breathless as you nod, pulling his hands upward toward your tits.

“I promise. Just fuck me, Eggsy.”

This time he really didn’t hold back, immediately twisting you to lay on your back, inhaling as he snapped his hips forward to fuck you, rough and hard just like you wanted him to. He didn’t hold back, his hands holding your hips roughly. Oh, it was perfect and everything you wanted.

He was rough just like you wanted him to be, your body bouncing along with every thrust, head tilting back with pornographic moans falling from your mouth. The way you were being fucked was as though Eggsy was never given the chance to let loose, using your body as a way to escape.

His roughness wasn’t subjected to just his thrusts, leaning down and marking up every inch of your skin with hickies and bite marks from his mouth, his rough hands rubbing and gripping your body. You were basically sobbing when he was done, not even done as he panted above you, his cum dripping down your ass as he pumped his cock.

“Can I keep going, baby? Please, darling? I want to keep fucking you, want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss against your ear. “Please?”

“I want you to keep going,” you didn’t care how sore you were, how full your stomach was of his cum. You felt sticky, gasping as he slid back inside of you, rolling his hips softly instead of what he was previously doing. “N-No, no, roughly. Rougher. Please.”

“You’re sure you can handle it?” His voice wasn’t taunting you, his lips pressing soft kisses to your skin. “I like having you covered in me. Smothered in me, full of me. Want all of you, and you need all of me. But I can’t give it to you if it’s gonna hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me,” you whispered back, shaking your head as you kissed his lips softly. “You could never hurt me. Keep going.”

He smiled, nodding. “Whatever you say, your majesty.”

You giggled, shaking your head. “It’s your highness. I’m not queen yet.”

“You’re almost there,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Your majesty.”

“There you go.”

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the-dendrophile-bookdragon · 8 months

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Come Home

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x fem!reader

Warning: angst, fluff, smut, talk about unknown mission, anxiety, nail and skin biting, making out, p in v, dirty talk

Summary: Eggsy can't tell you what his next mission is going to be. Your worry drives both of you a little crazy.

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The kitchen felt so small as you paced it up and down. You bit your nails and the skin around it. A habit you tried to unlearn. But the person who could keep you from biting yourself was the same person who was packing his bags for a new mission. A mission he was not allowed to talk about.

Eggsy was upstairs while you paced. He was worried too. About your well-being. He wasn’t allowed to talk about his mission which would make you go a little crazy with worry. He was finished packing and went down the stairs. From over the railing, he could see you pacing the kitchen. Your beautiful face contorted into a worried expression.

He came into the kitchen and stopped your pacing by gripping your shoulders. “What’s the matter, luv?” His worried expression mirrored yours.

You sighed as he looked down at you. “Your next mission.” You looked down at the floor. Eggsy’s face changed to confusion. “What about is bothering you?”

“You always tell me what will happen at your mission. Or at least you tell me the details you can reveal. But this time, every time I asked you, you say it's classified.” Your voice becomes shaky.

Eggsy sighed deeply. He pulled you into his arms, tightly embracing you and holding you to his broad chest. “I wish I could. But no one in the agency who isn’t involved in the mission is even allowed to know. That’s how important this mission is.”

Your head moved under his chin onto his chest. “Promise me you won’t be reckless and you will listen to Merlin.” Eggsy softly chuckled. His hand moved over your back in a moving motion. “You know I follow Merlin’s instructions to a T.” You looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. Eggsy sighed. “I try not to be too much of a hero.” He kissed the top of your head softly.

“I love you, Egg.” You moved closer into your boyfriend’s arms. “I love you too. You won’t notice me. The day you start missing me is the day I will be back. Wrapping you in my arms.”

A smile etches itself on your lips. “What if I missed you already yesterday?” Eggsy huffed out a laugh. “You are wrapped in my arms, are you not?” He raised his eyebrows. You just nodded softly.

“When will you be back?” You looked up at Eggsy with a soft expression. “I am not sure. Maybe two days. I promise I call you when I am flying back.” You nodded again. Your head was deep in thought. Eggsy took your cheeks in his palms and softly caressed them.

Your eyes wandered up. “Can you make love to me before you go?” Eggsy’s eyes widened for a bit before he pulled you closer to him, a grin etching on his lips. “Of course, my love. Let's go upstairs and get comfortable, shall we?”

He pulled you up to your shared bedroom. The clothes were shed with lightspeed. Hands were roaming each other’s bodies. With a soft grip, Eggsy picked you up and laid you on the bed. You made out for a little while. Calloused hands running over your soft skin.

He moved behind you. With a tight grip on your hips, he slowly moved inside of you. You mewled softly as he was deep inside of you. Eggsy groaned behind you as he moved out of you. Your walls squeeze him tightly. “Shit, baby. You are so tight.”

Your boyfriend was biting and sucking hickeys onto the skin of your neck. “Sweetheart, can we do-“ You nodded immediately. “Yeah, let me just turn.”

Eggsy sat up and let you move on your hands and knees. He kissed down your spine before softly biting into the flesh of your hip. “God, your ass.” He groaned softly as he caressed your cheeks. A sharp slap made you jolt and gasp. Eggsy grinned.

Your hands fisted into the sheets of your bed. The room's temperature was rising as Eggsy’s thrust grew stronger. With every thrust your soft mewls became louder, turning into soft moans. “Sweetheart, am I safe to come inside you? I forgot the condom.” You nodded. “Took the pill this morning and no outflow. We are safe.”

Eggsy rutted faster into you from behind. His peak is approaching fast. He snaked his arm around you to touch your clit. With soft circles, he brought you closer to your end. “Shit, sweetheart. I don’t want to finish before you do.” He moaned out. His fingers sped up.

Your body began to shake as you neared your orgasm. Your moans turn into screams of your boyfriend’s name. Eggsy smirked as he felt you squeeze him impossibly tight. Your arms gave out under you as the dam broke and you finished. Eggsy followed close behind. He thrust into you with three powerful thrusts before releasing inside you. The twitching of his cock made you shiver, which made your walls tighten a bit. “Shit!” Eggsy hissed out. “Everything okay, Egg?”

The man in question nodded softly. “Peachy, sweet cheeks. You just squeezed me while you shivered. I’m a bit sensitive right now.” He moved out of you and softly laid you on your back.

With a soft kiss to your lips, he excused himself to the bathroom, coming back with a damp washcloth to clean you up. He caressed your inner thighs with a soft touch while cleaning you up. You jerked away a bit, feeling the oversensitivity yourself. “Sorry, sweetheart. I am nearly finished.”

After cleaning you and himself up he lay down and enveloped you. You turned to face him, softly kissing his nose. “Promise me you will come back to me and JB. Promise me, Gary!” Eggsy looked down at you. He knew you needed him to confirm your request. You used his birthname, which you only used when he did something stupid, you were annoyed at him or when things got serious.

He sat up a pit, leaning over you. He caressed your sides. His fingertips move along your rips not going further than under your boob. “I promise you I will come home in one piece. I call you as soon as I am on the plane home.” He looked you deep in the eyes. “I love you too much to make you cry because of me.”

Eggsy kissed you deeply. He pulled you to his chest. Hand splayed on your back as he held you to his chest. You fell asleep in his arms. He held you to his chest and waited until you were fast asleep before he got dressed in his bulletproof suit and went on the mission. You woke up to a message on your phone. “Sweetheart, I love you. Coming back home in two days. I promise you. I’ll come home.”

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winchquinn · 8 months

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Hi everyone! I took a break from taking on new roleplay partners, but now I’m open to taking on a few more!

I will give you:

An incredibly patient 30-year-old partner who likes to plot and chat

Plots that are a mix of romance/humor/angst/drama

Any balance of plot to nsfw that you want

Discord-based roleplays (add me there as winchquinn)

Please give me:

A partner who is 18+ and also likes to contribute to the plot & actually reads my pairings & AU ideas (though please feel free to suggest your own!!)

Characters that are over 18+

Lazy-lit posts (I used to go for novellas but I am craving 1-3 paragraph posts, more for intros)

Canon characters

What I’m craving more than anything is taking canon characters and shoving them into AUs, whether other fandoms or just other AU settings.

Pairings/Fandoms

My preferred character in italics. If neither is italicized, I’ll play either!

The Kingsman

• Eggsy Unwin / Harry Hart

Marvel

• Peter Parker / Tony Stark

• Peter Parker / Bucky Barnes

• Peter Parker / Wade Wilson

• Eddie Brock / Venom

• Tony Stark / Stephen Strange

• Loki / Thor

• Loki / Mobius

Sherlock (BBC)

• John Watson / Sherlock

Supernatural

• Dean Winchester / Castiel

• Dean Winchester / Sam Winchester

• Gabriel / Sam Winchester

• Dean Winchester / Castiel / Sam Winchester / Gabriel

Teen Wolf

• Stiles Stilinski / Derek Hale

What We Do in the Shadows

• Guillermo De La Cruz / Nandor the Relentless

AU Settings

• The Hunger Games

• The Last of Us

• Harry Potter (where Hogwarts is university-age or they’re professors)

• Place them in one of the fandoms above

• Crime boss / undercover cop

• College roommates

• Creature / hunter

• Escort / client

• Famous / body guard

Word Bank

• Misunderstandings

• Jealousy/Possessiveness

• Enemies/rivals to lovers

• Unhealthy codependencies

• Near death experiences

• Sneaking around

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sunnflow3rshowers · 6 months

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Rp Search

In this year of Our Lord 2023, Omegle has fallen. (RIP) So here I am, laying all of this out, desperate to find more rp partners. I am 27, so I am only really interested in rping with people that are 21+. I am interested in both fandom and OC rps, depending on the mood and all of that. I will list the fandoms I'm looking for, as well as who I play, and general themes. I am a third person, literate roleplay, I stick to 1-2 paragraphs, but the length can always fluctuate depending on the roleplay and my roleplay partners. When it comes to RPs, I like them light and soft. I also like them dark and heavy, with lots of Whump, Angst, and Hurt/Comfort, as well as some darker themes that would require trigger warnings, all of which will be discussed privately, of course.

I prefer MxM for fandom rps, although there are some small exceptions for specific ships. I"m more open to MxF and FxF, and other pairings with more OC rps. With most Fandom Rps, I am looking for Shipping Rps, aka a Merthur rp, Kylux Rp, etc

Fandoms!

Fandom: Who I play

Teen wolf: Stiles Stilinski The Old Guard: Nicky Star Wars: Luke Skywalker, Armitage Hux Umbrella Academy: Klaus Stranger Things: Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington The Hobbit: Bilbo Baggins The Witcher: Jaskier Kingsman: Eggsy Unwin ATLA: Sokka Our Flag Means Death: Lucius Spriggs Gotham: Oswald Cobblepot Merlin: Merlin Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid Hannibal: Will Graham Arcane: Viktor Spider-Man: Peter Parker (NOT MCU) GOT: Sansa (only paired with Sandor Clegane) The Eternals: Makkari (only paired with Druig) Detroit Become Human: Connor Good Omens: Aziraphale Agents of Shield: Fitz (as gay and not paired with Simmons) FAHC: Jack (fem) Yugioh: Joey Wheeler Person of Interest: Harold Finch Haikyuu: Suga, kenma X-men: Charles Xavier The Boys: Hughie White Collar: Neal The Goldfinch: Theo Hunter X Hunter: Kurapika, Shalnark Barry: No-ho Hank IT: Eddie Hawaii 5-0: Danny Daredevil (netflix): Foggy, James Wesley Fantastic Beasts: Credence Vikings: Athelstan OC Fandoms! Hit me up if you want to talk about rps in any of these. In these sorts of rps I am 110% down to double up if you play canon against my oc, all of which can be talked and discussed privately! Marvel Xmen GOT Star Wars Barry General Rps! I am a huge fan of brainstorming rps with general themes! Fantasy Horror Drama Sci-fi Cyberpunk Etc! Please please just reach out and I'm always going to be happy to brainstorm! If you made it this far, thank you so much! If you are interested, like this, leave a comment, send me a dm, or add me on discord @ sunnflow3rshowers !

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madlittlecriminal · 10 months

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Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Masterlist

(*) ➞contains sexual innuendos/light smut

(**) ➞contains smut

(▾) ➞contains angst/trigger warning(s)

(°) ➞authors personal favorites

(…) ➞request

(•) ➞holiday themed

(§) ➞alternate universe (AU)

(≈) ➞headcanons (HC)

(۵) ➞prompts

(❅) ➞blurbs

-Confession (…)

-GN!Reader's Birthday (...)(❅)

-Princess Charming (▾)

-The Parents (...)

-Treasure (…)(▾)

#eggsy x reader #eggsy x you #eggsy x y/n #gary unwin #gary eggsy unwin #eggsy unwin #eggsy unwin x reader #kingsmen secret service #kingsman the golden circle

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ladystardust-thinks · 9 months

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MASTERLIST

Who I write for!

DJATS;

warren rojas:

soul of a woman | spicy-ish, no smut

kiss you as the lights went out | secret relationship

KINGSMAN;

eggsy unwin:

high-achiever | fluff, rivals to lovers

RPF;

taron egerton:

you are in love | fluff, friends to lovers

MISC;

billy the kid:

ivy | arranged marriage blurb, angst

#masterlist #daisy jones and the six #kingsman #fanfiction #warren rojas x reader #taron egerton x reader #eggsy unwin x reader

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 2 years

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*Please heed warnings at the beginning of each fic*

Key- 🕸smut, 🥀angst, 🖤fluff, 🔪dark, 🦇A/B/O, S (series), MS (mini series), R (requests)

⋆∘₊Eggsy Unwin⋆∘₊

Almost Too Late🖤R

Who knew the perfect opportunity to finally admit his feelings was when she was tied to a chair with a gun held to her head? Female reader

Let's Pretend It's Sunday🖤R

Eggsy finally has a day off from saving the world and all he wants to do is stay in bed with you. Female reader

⋆∘₊Jack Daniels⋆∘₊

Jack And Coke🖤R

Hiding your relationship from your employers was a good idea in theory but when a suave English agent begins chatting you up, your partner is definitely not happy. Female reader

#kingsman masterlist

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pennys-thick-thighs · 2 years

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‘no! i’ll take him. i’ll take all of you. and i’ll feast on your flesh as i feed on your fear.’

welcome to my tumblr account :)

this list is who i’ll write for

all future works will be tagged under their show/film/universe

!! WITH SMUT I WILL ONLY WRITE DOM!READER OR WHERE THE PARTNERS ARE IN THE SAME ANOUNT OF CONTROL !!

marvel: natasha romanoff, steve rogers, bucky barnes, sam wilson, thor, loki, peter parker, wade wilson, eddie brock/venom, steven grant, jennifer walters, matt murdock

asgardian ~ jennifer walters

the umbrella academy: klaus hargreeves, viktor hargreeves, diego hargreeves

stranger things: robin buckley, steve harrington, eddie munson, karen wheeler, jim hopper, joyce byers, chrissy cunningham

eyeliner ~ eddie munson

love ~ robin buckley

harry potter: james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, harry potter, fred weasley, george weasley, neville longbottom

rain ~ james potter

scream: tatum riley, sidney prescott

orange is the new black: alex vause, stella, nicky nichols, pousséy washington, brooke soso

hate ~ alex vause

shameless: veronica fisher, kevin ball (s), fiona gallagher, ian gallagher (platonic or male only), mickey milkovich (platonic or male only), svetlana

pirates of the caribbean: jack sparrow, will turner

twilight: rosalie hale, alice cullen, jasper hale, emmet cullen, carlisle cullen

scars ~ rosalie hale/cullen

sex education: maeve wiley, otis milburn, adam groff, aimee gibbs, jackson marchetti, jean milburn

midsommer: danny

dc: harley quinn, poison ivy

it: richie tozier, bill denbourgh, beverly marsh, mike hanlon

knives out: ransom drysdale, marta cabrera

the boys: annie january, billy butcher, queen maeve, frenchie, kimiko

doctor who: 10th doctor, 11th doctor, rose tyler, river song, rory williams, 12th doctor, donna noble

kingsman: eggsy unwin, harry hart, merlin

the last of us: joel miller, platonic!ellie williams

shit about me

bisexual non-binary british

obsessed with horror films stephen king addict

favourite films: it chapter 1&2, deadpool 1&2, bohemian rhapsody, misery, venom, venom: let there be carnage, silence of the lambs, red dragon, rocketman, the green mile, the shining

favourite bands/musicians: queen, elton john, mötley crüe, the beatles, abba, david bowie, nirvana, mitski, mother mother, arctic monkeys, melanie martinez, amy winehouse

current favourite songs: wicked game - chris isaak, strawberry fields forever - the beatles, rhiannon - fleetwood mac, gold dust woman - fleetwood mac, don’t try suicide - queen, seaside rendezvous - queen, something in the way - nirvana, two slow dancers - mitski, life on mars? - david bowie, blackbird - the beatles, five years - david bowie, save me - queen, seven seas of rhye - queen, evil woman - electric light orchestra, 1979 - the smashing pumpkins, tears dry on their own - amy winehouse, my girlfriend is a witch - october country, dreams - fleetwood mac

favourite books: the green mile, misery, thinner, it, turtles all the way down, horrible histories collection, captain fantastic (elton john’s stellar journey through the ‘70s)

favourite programmes: stranger things, orange is the new black, shameless, gogglebox, bbc ghosts, sex education, the umbrella academy, doctor who (2005), taskmaster, good omens

send requests for fluff/smut/angst but i won’t write them if i’m uncomfortable with them

‘he thrusts his fists against the p-post but still insist he sees the ghost. he thrusts his fists against the p-p-p-post… fear.’

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m0chaminx · 4 months

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Other Masterlist

*•.¸♡Smut= ☆

*•.¸♡Suggestive= ◇

*•.¸♡Angst= ♤

*•.¸♡Fluff= ♡

*•.¸♡Platonic= ♧

*•.¸♡Dark= ○

Kingsman

Eggsy Unwin Confession ☆ Eggsy's confession is surprising, but not unwelcome

Encanto

Camilo Madrigal Noticed PT1 ♡ | Lovesick PT2 ♡ | Perfect PT3 ♡ | Adorable PT4 ♡ You Notice Camilo. Properly You Deserve The World ♡ ♤ Camilo needs reminding that he is special Lion ♡ Camilo meets a mystery girl in the woods Clown Camilo's imaginary friends isnt so friendly You're Still You ♡ ♤ Camilo assures you, you're still you Try ♡ ♤ You just want to do something nice for Camilo but nothing seems to go right Rapunzel, let down your hair ♡ Camilo really wants to see your long hair She doesn't love me, she's not that stupid ♡ Camilo has been in love with you for a very long time, unknown to anyone else, you've loved Camilo just as long I didn't mean to love you so much ♡ You really didn't Overthinker ♡ ♤ Camilo makes sure you're alright Comfort ♡ You comfort Camilo, always have. That's what a friend does right? A friend How Stupid Are You ♡ ♤ Today was meant to be a good day Village Singer ♡ Camilo is a nervous mess. Surprisingly, unsuprised Pot ♡ Camilo acidently breaks one of his Abuela's pots Burning Kiss ♡ Why does something so wrong, feel so right Scars ♡ ♤ Camilo always made you feel better about the scars you have from an accident when you were younger Anger ♡ ♤ Camilo is the only one to calm you down, but sometimes it's just too much Rebuild PT1 ♡ The only time Camilo will ever thank Dolores for being an eavesdrop

You dropped Food And Think You Offended Casita Headcannons ♡ ♤ Reader With A Prosthetic leg Headcannons ♡ A Cute S/O Headcannons ♡ A Sick S/O Headcannons ♡ A S/O With Powers Headcannons ♡

Isabella Madrigal She ♤ She Means Everything To Me Promise ♡ ♤ You Make A Promise

Mirabel Madrigal Mirabel Knitting Headcannons ♡

Bruno Madrigal Jealousy, Jealousy ♡ Bruno can get very jealous and protective, very quickly

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justsomerandomfanfic · 10 days

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Recently Uploaded - 4/19/24 - Fanfic Friday

We Meet Again - Eggsy Unwin X Female Reader - Slight Angst/Fluff - 3.0k

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rcjoice · 5 months

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🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me! 🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year! 🔑 my favorite type of threads! 🍷 a character i want to write but never made a blog for!

RP EXPERIENCE MEME

🛍 the one thing i wish all of my followers knew about me!

i am always totally forever down for anything for the most part. any au, any plot, any idea you have, i wanna do it and i wanna put my muses in a situation. theres like 0 plots i wouldnt wanna do/havent done in the last 10 years

🦄 the best thing that's happened to me in roleplay this year!

meeting all my new besties <3 especially u dill!!!! i got back into public rp again and it feels so nice <3

🔑 my favorite type of threads!

angst. LOL. i mean it. i love a good heartbreaking thread

🍷 a character i want to write but never made a blog for!

so many. ive been wanting to make a blog just for my oc griff (and i have and abandoned it without ever posting) but also i'd love to rp eggsy unwin on tunglr sometime

#crushsung #{ i wish i may i wish i might } ☠➥ { asks }#{ behind the man the myth the legend} ☠➥ {ooc}

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drabbles-mc · 2 years

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The Aftermath

Eggsy Unwin & Merlin

Whumptober 2022: No. 1 A Little Out Of The Ordinary- Adverse Effects/Unconventional Restraints

Warnings: post K:TSS, language, angst, mentions of violence/injuries, mentions of character death, trauma, literally it’s whumptober y’all you know what’s up lmao

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: It’s been???? Literal years since I’ve published anything for Kingsman. I couldn’t help but to think that Whumptober would be a good way to get back into it. I’ve missed all of these characters. Decided to do a little bit of an AU for the Valentine debacle. Hope you enjoy!

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He came to with a cough, feeling like he’d been run over by not one, but several semi-trucks. His throat felt like it was coated in sandpaper, and each limb ached as though it was coated and weighed down with concrete. He hadn’t even tried to open his eyes yet, but as he tried to reach to wipe the sleep from them, he found he could only lift his hand a couple inches before something stopped it.

He was still too dazed, too groggy to really register what was happening to him. he tried to reach up with the other hand but ran into the same issue. Even the slight pressure from the restraints felt painful enough to bruise, although it most likely wouldn’t.

His instinct was to let out a curse as he started to pry his eyes open, something to externalize the pain, but when he tried the dryness of his mouth and the rawness of his throat prevented him. he stopped himself from coughing again, knowing it was just going to double-down on the pain.

Finally getting his eyes open, things still weren’t coming into focus. Everything was bright—too bright. He finally got his eyes open and all he wanted to do was close them again. He linked hard a few times, squinting as the lights and the ceiling tiles above him finally came into focus.

Taking a deep breath, he summoned as much strength as he could to lift his head up in an attempt to look around the room. It felt vaguely familiar, despite the way that he was bound to the bed by not only his wrists but also his ankles, but maybe all hospital-type rooms all felt eerily similar. His lame attempts to bend his legs were thwarted by the restraints looped tightly around his ankles; they were snug enough, strong enough, to stop him from getting away, but not so tight that he was going to lose circulation. Whoever had strapped him down had done so with some level of care for his wellbeing, although that was a difficult concept to grasp given the circumstances.

As his mind slowly continued to clear, the reality of his situation steadily beginning to settle in, his inability to speak or move starting to feel much more alarming than they had just moments before. He fought to keep his breathing under control, trying to figure out where he was exactly, and who had put him there. If he had more energy, if his body was fighting him a little less, he would be trying to break free of the restraints. But it was clear that that wasn’t currently in the cards for him.

His valiant efforts to keep his breathing and heartrate at a reasonable level weren’t good enough. The monitor that had been steadily beeping by his bedside began to beep faster, and it felt like it was louder too but that might’ve just been his rattled brain not able to handle it all.

Once that happened though, any hope of keeping his shit together went flying out the window. His chest rapidly rose and fell as he kept clenching and unclenching his hands. It was the best he could do since it hurt too much to fight and pull. His erratic breathing got him coughing again, which only served to make everything worse.

He didn’t know if it was the monitor or his coughing fit that alerted someone nearby that he needed someone, but regardless a few more seconds went by and then the door swung open. Still fighting to try and stop the coughing, he lifted his head up once more to see who it was that was walking in, if it was someone that he knew, someone he trusted.

Merlin’s eyes were wide as they’d ever been when he strode into the room. The clipboard that he had been holding onto clattered to the floor as he rushed over to the bed. He tried to regain his composure, knowing that his reaction was doing nothing to help calm the situation.

“You’re alright,” his level tone didn’t match the worried look on his face, but it was a start, “You’re alright, Eggsy.”

The sound of Merlin saying his name gave him a tiny shred of comfort. It wasn’t much, but given the current circumstances, it felt like a much larger lift than it really was. Merlin didn’t put any pressure on him, knowing that all it was going to do was cause more hurt than it would provide comfort. But the soft warmth of his palm that was just managing to reach Eggsy’s skin through the thick fabric of his t-shirt was like a tether. It didn’t still Eggsy’s movements completely, but he stopped fighting quite as hard.

Merlin reached for the cup of water on the table next to the hospital bed. He slowly and carefully brought it to Eggsy’s lips, murmuring quiet reassurances in the hopes that it would prevent Eggsy from choking on it. It worked, for the most part, but he could still see the tears that sprung up in the edges of Eggsy’s eyes as he swallowed, throat still raw. The relief would hit eventually but in the moment it was just as painful as everything else.

Ever so slowly, Eggsy’s breathing began to even out. The incessant beeping of the monitor got back down to a slower, less-alarming beat. Merlin didn’t move his hand, keeping his eyes fixed on the young man bound to the bed in front of him even as he reached and set the cup off to the side once more.

Eggsy’s head dropped back onto the pillow. He shut his eyes tight for a moment, the few tears running down the sides of his face as he did. He took in a deep, staggering breath as he tried to figure out if it was worth it to try and speak.

Opening his eyes again, he glanced over at Merlin. He sucked in another deep breath as he dragged his tongue along his bottom lip.

“What,” he paused, unable to believe how hoarse he sounded, “what happened?”

Merlin’s lips tugged down into a deep frown—he didn’t want to say what had really happened. Eggsy was trying to cope with enough and he didn’t think that adding to it was really the best idea. He shook his head. “We can talk about it later.”

Eggsy pulled lamely at his arms, wanting to get his point across without causing himself anymore pain, “This seems like somethin’ we should be talking about now.”

Merlin sighed, dragging his thumb across his own browbone in an attempt to ease the tension out of it. It didn’t work.

His hesitation not only to talk about whatever it was that had happened, but also his hesitation about releasing him, made Eggsy’s nerves start to kick up all over again. “M-merlin,” he stammered in a way that he never had before, “come…c’mon, bruv. You’re gonna let me go, yea?”

The rasp in his voice and the pleading look in his eyes almost made Merlin feel bad about it all. And it’d been a long time since he felt bad about doing the things that just had to be done. He knew that there were others who had gotten the “kicked puppy” vibe from Eggsy, but he had never been one of them. Now, though, now he saw it.

“Eggsy—”

He didn’t get to try and explain anything as Eggsy cut him off, “What—” he coughed, his body denying him the ability to speak as loudly as he wanted to, “what the fuck are you doing to me?”

Merlin shook his head. “I’m not doing anything, Eggsy.”

“Quit,” he shook his head, “quit sayin’ my fuckin’ name like that.”

“Alright.” He nodded stepping away from the bed just long enough to retrieve his clipboard from the floor, long enough to try and come up with something to say that wouldn’t send Eggsy into another fit. “I can’t let you go,” he saw the way the young man’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head, “Not yet.”

He opened his mouth, ready to yell again, and then remembered what happened the first time and stopped himself. Pressing his lips into a thin line for a moment, he tried again, a little calmer, “Why not?”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

Eggsy sighed, shaking his head as he tried to think. It would be a lot easier to remember, he thought briefly, if he wasn’t shackled to a fucking hospital bed. He stared intently down at the wall across the room from him, wracking his groggy, exhausted brain for anything that was the right answer to the question Merlin had just asked him. It was all a blur, though.

“I don’t,” he did his best to shrug, “I don’t fuckin’ know.”

Merlin hugged the clipboard to his chest, “Try and remember.”

Looking at the way Merlin was standing, the tone in the man’s voice, Eggsy felt like it was his first day of training all over again. The same feeling of inadequacy that he’d felt standing next to all the other posh fucks who were up for the Lancelot position burning in the back of his mind. He leaned back against the pillow behind him, letting his eyes wander up to the ceiling.

Then it hit him. His heart dropped into his stomach as he turned and looked at Merlin. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he spoke, “Harry.”

Merlin nodded, “Aye,” he paused, his expression turning sad for a moment before he continued, “What else?”

“What else?” Eggsy wasn’t sure what else really mattered. He blinked a couple times. “Shit, Merlin, I don’t fucking know. Valentine shot Harry in the fucking face after saying he was gonna make the whole world—” he stopped himself short, eyes widening in realization, “What happened?”

Merlin didn’t want to say it, but there was no getting out of it now. ‘What happened to him, in that church,” he fought the urge to shudder at the memory, “it happened to you as well.”

“You mean I…”

He nodded. “You did. Only, even when it was all over,” he paused, “you didn’t come-to.”

“What do you mean?”

Merlin paused, not wanting to tell him the truth about what had happened, about who he had hurt. It was going to be obvious soon enough, though. The second he finally got outside the four walls of the infirmary, someone was bound to say something. The moment he saw the bruises on Roxy’s face, on Percival’s, he was going to know what he had done. There was no avoiding it, only delaying it. And Merlin couldn’t justify doing that.

“Even when everyone else stopped…you didn’t.” He saw that Eggsy wasn’t fully processing what he was saying. Perhaps it was genuine confusion, or it was just flat-out denial, but regardless Merlin continued, “Whatever Valentine’s chips had been doing to everyone’s brains, it really embedded itself in you. It took multiple agents to subdue you.” He saw the gaunt look on Eggsy’s face and tried not to think about it too much. “I—we weren’t sure if you were going to come out of it.”

Eggsy couldn’t look him in the eyes as he spoke, “So you chained me up down here.”

“Eggsy—”

“Did I…I didn’t ki—I didn’t…” he couldn’t finish the sentence.

“No agents,” Merlin confirmed what he could.

Eggsy let out a shuddering breath. For most of his life he had been the victim of violence, and the fact that this time he had been the perpetrator of it made his stomach turn. The heaviness in his limbs increased ten-fold as he tried to digest what Merlin had just told him. He didn’t remember any of it, and he wondered if any of it would ever come back to him. He wasn’t sure if he wanted it too.

He sniffled, trying not to tear up again. “So, now what?”

The tension eased out of Merlin’s shoulders a bit. That was a question he had a simple, concrete answer for. “Twelve more hours of observation with…” he didn’t want to say it, so he continued past it, “And if you’re alright, and your brain activity looks normal, we’ll take them off. Keep you for eight more hours to make sure everything checks out, and then you can go.”

“I just…go?” his tone was nervous, sad.

Merlin nodded. “We aren’t just going to keep you down here forever.” He waited for Eggsy to respond with something, but all the young man did was stare at the restraints that were wrapped around his wrists. Merlin reached, softly resting his hand on Eggsy’s shoulder. “What happened wasn’t your fault.”

“I still—”

“There was nothing that you could’ve done.” Merlin never said things that he didn’t mean, and Eggsy knew that. It was the only reason that the statement gave him a tiny shred of comfort. He still didn’t say anything, though. Merlin fought the urge to give Eggsy’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Instead, he said, “I’ll be back soon to check on you again.”

Eggsy didn’t say anything else, just nodded as he sunk back into the pillow behind him. He stared up at the ceiling, listening as the door clicked shut and signaled Merlin’s exit. Once he knew he was alone again, the breath he’d been holding broke free in the form of a choked sob, one that hurt his chest physically as much as it hurt him emotionally.

The minutes went by slow, the hours fast. When Merlin came back into the room to undo his restraints, Eggsy almost told the man not to. He still couldn’t get right with what had happened, probably wouldn’t for a long time. He couldn’t help but to wonder what would happen if he snapped again, if something in his brain was permanently wrong now. He wondered if underneath it all that had always been the kind of person that he was.

Merlin freed his wrists first. Eggsy immediately sat up and began gingerly rubbing circles into them. Surprisingly it didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would—for the first time in quite a while something felt good. He watched intently as Merlin undid the bands around his ankles. Despite the wincing, there was some relief in being able to fully bend his legs. He slowly brought his knees to his chest, holding the position before stretching them out again.

It wasn’t until he slid his legs back out and the fabric lid up, exposing some more of his leg, that he saw some of the bruises. His stomach twisted as he pulled the collar of his shirt, looking down to see his chest and stomach littered with bruises as well. It would be a long time before his body was clear of blemishes, longer still before he stopped beating himself up over something that he had no control over.

He wasn’t ready to stand up yet, but he still turned and allowed his legs to dangle off the side of the bed. He slowly moved them, allowing his hands to grip the edge of the mattress to give him a little extra balance and support. Merlin watched him for a few moments before sitting down next to him.

“It’s all a bit fucked, innit?” Eggsy asked, a sad laugh punctuating his sentence.

Merlin shook his head. “Not all of it.” He sat and waited for Eggsy to look over at him before speaking up again. “You’ll be alright. The worst is over.”

“Is it?”

He nodded. “It is.” He paused. “You’re alright. You’re still you.”

Eggsy’s laugh was a little more genuine. “Bummer for you then, yea?”

That got a chuckle out of Merlin. “It’s not terrible.”

It grew quiet between them again for a few seconds before Eggsy said, “Thank you. For takin’ care of me. Checkin’ in on me and everything.”

Merlin’s response was matter of fact, honest. “It’s what we do.”

Eggsy mulled over the sentiment of it before nodding and repeating it back to him, softer, “It’s what we do.”

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In The End...

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x gn!reader

Warning: Guns, weapons, killing people, drug use, death, angst, unwanted flirting, kidnapping, fluff

Summary: Shit was hitting the fan, you wanted to even everything out alone. Not a pretty good idea.

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Shit was hitting the fan quickly after Harry shot Agent Whiskey in the head. You were staying with Ginger in Med Bay when Whiskey woke up. He saw you both and started to flirt with you. Something in you coiled at his flirting. You knew him as a mentor, a good friend, nothing more.

Or maybe it was because of a certain British agent you had lost your heart to.

Ginger held up the picture of his dead wife. Whiskey’s amnesia was gone in an instant, replaced by a dangerous glint in his eyes. You knew about his detest for drugs and drug users.

He walked out of med bay and to the plane hangar. You followed him. “I wouldn’t do that, sugar.” You walked faster. “I think it is. I could see the look in your eyes. Jack, these people are human too!” He turned to you, holding his finger in your face. “You never had lost a person the way I did. Those hillbillies don’t deserve to be rescued.” He walked past you, leaving for Cambodia. You followed him with a smaller engine, smaller than his jet.

When you landed you made your way through the jungle as fast as you could. You didn’t want to run into Whiskey. He would shoot you at this point, you were sure of that.

With a machete in your hand, you made your way to Poppy Land, or whatever this crazy lady called her hideaway.

What you didn’t see was the guard behind you. He was going around his round. Normally you would check for those things, but now you were under pressure. The barrel of the guard’s gun was pressed against your back. You held your hands up, your heart rate going up.

The guard led you to the headquarters. It looked like a 50ies diner. You saw Eggsy and Harry standing in the middle of it, trying to get the code from Poppy. The diner was in shambles. Poppy was slurring something before she crashed onto the top of the counter. She was dead.

The goon holding the gun to your head cocked it as he saw his boss drop dead to the floor. Eggsy’s and your eyes met for a second, his widened as he saw you being held at gunpoint. Before anyone knew what happened, Eggsy shot him point blank in the head, the goon dropping to the floor.

You let out a relieved sigh and walked over to the Brits. The relief was short-lived as Whiskey pulled the laptop from under Eggsy’s hands and he typed in the password for the drones. You all turned to him, Harry and Eggsy were surprised he was there. You on the other side glared at him.

A cold stare was fixed on your mentor’s face. He wanted to let innocent people die so he could follow his self-righteous path. You understood his anger. He told you about the tragic death of his pregnant wife. He has your sympathy for his loss. But your line is crossed when people’s lives are on the line.

“Jack, this is not the way! You want more people to die?” The older Agent scoffed. “You don’t understand, sweetheart.” He smiled softly at you. “Maybe if you had met my son you would be my daughter about now.”

Harry and Eggsy closed in on him. Whiskey’s eyes snapped from you to them and a fight broke loose. You only remember being pushed to the counter and hitting your head. The next thing you remember was waking up in the hospital wing of the agency. Tequila was lying next to you. “Fancy seeing you there, sleepyhead.” He chuckled softly. “Well, look who is talking, popsicle.” You grinned back. Tequila scoffed.

A knock came on the door. You looked over and saw Eggsy standing there. He had his signature crooked smile on his lips. He walked over to your bed and took a seat. “How are ya doin’, luv?” Your heart skipped a beat as he called you ‘luv’.

You had been flirting with the Brit since he arrived here but you were too much of a chicken to ask him out. But the spark and looks you shared last week weren’t easily overlooked. Everyone could see them. Jack teased you about it.

Your eyes widen as the memory shoots through your mind. “Is Jack-“ Eggsy smiled softly. “He is in custody and will wait until his hearing. But it doesn’t look good for him.” You nodded softly. “Hey, he will go to jail properly. Nothing bad will happen to him. I promise you.” He took your hand and squeezed it softly.

You looked at him with a soft smile. “I don’t know if you have to fly back to England so soon, but I wanted to ask you for a while if you want to go on a date with me.” A grin spread on Eggsy’s face. “I would love to, sweetheart.”

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